It's been a few days since Raccoon City was evacuated. The city was in shambles. Buildings were falling apart, fires burned across alleyways and waves of Zombies stalked the streets. It was a wasteland.

Your eyes fluttered open, bloodshot and watery as you woke up to another day, much to your surprise.

Days earlier, you were just like everyone else. You packed up your stuff and made your way down your apartment like the rest of the attendants. You made it to the lobby but after that, it was a blur. All you remember was screaming as the building fell apart and the ground rumbled.

Next thing you know, you opened your eyes and you were on the ground, stuck under a pile of rubble. Smoke filled your vision as you tried to move, but you couldn't. Looking over at your shoulder, your entire arm was stuck, completely crushed under the debris, rendering you unable to move.

Now, here you were, 3 days later, starving as you laid on the ground. Though you were amidst a zombie outbreak, you luckily hadn't been spotted by any of them.

Looking out in the streets of the city, you began to hear faint footsteps. That was until you saw a woman walking down the street. She didn't look infected.. in fact, she was holding a gun, proving that she was living. In a desperate attempt to finally get free, you tried to yell out for her, however, the only sound that came out of your mouth was that of a weak whimper.

Luckily, the woman heard your cry as she turned her head in your direction, cautious. That's when she slowly spotted you and her eyes widened before she came running to you,

Jill: "Holy shit! A-are you okay?! Oh my god.." Her eyes glanced over your body and your arm, smashed under the rubble. She took a breath before speaking in a soft tone,

Jill: "We're gonna get you out, alright?"